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Chapter 4Ginny took Draco's hand reluctantly, and hopped onto the carriage. She was relieved Crabbe and Goyle weren't sitting with him.

"Why isn't Crabbe and Goyle with you?" Ginny asked Draco. "They're annoying." Draco drawled in his usual way of speaking to good little Gryffs a year younger than himself.

Ginny was sitting on one side of the carrige, looking out the window, she wasn't really looking out the window, she was just looking out the window because if she wasn't looking out the window she'd just stare at Draco. 'I wonder what he's thinking right now?' she wondered.

Draco was sitting on the other side of the carrige, looking out the window. He wasn't really looking out the window, he was just looking out the window because if he wasn't looking out the window he'd just stare at Ginny. 'I wonder what she's thinking right now?' he wondered.

"Where are your friends, Weasley, and where's Saint Potter? Had they all forgotten about you?" asked Draco. "I guess you do need some of my neck-saving services now, don't you?"

Ginny glared at him. 'How can he be so mean all the time? Just the way he's laughing at me right now makes me want to strangled him right then and there. He probably only let me on the carriage to make fun of me again.' "Whoa, Weasley, you wouldn't want to be seen with that look on your face! Looks like you'd want to scratch my eyes out! Now a good little gryff would probably be thanking yours truly right now for saving their neck, again, wouldn't you think?"

Ginny just glared at him even more, and stared out the window again.

Hermione was reading, as always, in the common room. She wasn't sure if she should try to knock on the boy's dormitory door and apologize to Harry or something. Her mind was all filled with him! So she thought she'd just go up to her dormitory and figure out her problem there so she could have more privacy.

She was walking and thinking about Harry at the same time and wasn't really paying much attention to where she was going before...

"OH, BLOODY HELL!" came Ron's angered cry. "Oh, I'm SO sorry!" Hermione apologized. She had accidentally walked straight in to Ron, and he had splashed a cup of green liquid right on the floor. "DAMN IT, HERMIONE! THAT WAS MY SPECIAL POTION I MADE TO STEAL -" and he suddenly started walking away rather quickly, "nothing, nothing, it's perfectly okay, Hermione…" she heard him mumble.

Hermione took her wand out of her robe pocket and cleaned the mess us with a simple cleaning spell. "People can get so weird..." she muttered to herself.

"Bye Ginny!" Hermione yelled to her before heading for History of Magic. "Too bad 7th years and and 6th years can't have lessons together," she muttered.

"Bye Hermione! See you at lunch!" Ginny yelled back to her as she headed for potions. It seemed very strange for a Gryffindor to actually like potions because of the professor teaching the subject, but she actually did not detest it. And she had to admit, she was getting pretty good at it. 'If only Snape didn't pile us up with all that homework, potions would be my favourite subject.' she thought.

Two Weeks Later

"Weasley, could you stay after class? I have something to tell you." Snape said to Ginny as she was working on her potion. "Yes professor." she answered quietly. 'Did I do something wrong?' "You got in trouble! You got in trouble! That's trouble spelled with T - R - O - U - B - L - E!" an annoying Hufflepuff whispered in a sing-song voice. "Shut up," she shot back.

After Class

"Weasley you are going to be studying potions with the 7th years from now on." Snape said. "Really why?" Ginny asked "Because well, uh, you are um, too uh, superior to um study with the 6th years any longer." Snape said. Suddenly Snape sounded a lot like Dricella. "But which house am I having potions with?" Ginny asked Snape excitedly. 'If I get to be with Gryffindor, I'll get to be with Hermione AND Harry!' she thought in her mind.

"Slytherin." Snape said as if it was the obvious choice. "But, but…" Ginny tried to say. "No buts, you may leave the classroom now Ms. Weasley."

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